Another 5 star review of “Songs you can’t dance to”

Another 5 star review of “Songs you can’t dance to” Another 5 star review of “Songs you can’t dance to” “I’ve enjoyed reading “Songs You Can’t Dance To” by Steven Harz immensely. It is a book for lovers and losers. A book celebrating young love while remembering times of lost love. There is a storyContinue reading “Another 5 star review of “Songs you can’t dance to””

Book trailer for “Blessed”

Book trailer for “Blessed” Book trailer for “Blessed” “Blessed” is from my book of poetry and short fiction titled “Songs you can’t dance to” (Now available on Amazon and Barnes & Noble)

Another nice review of “Songs you can’t dance to”

Another nice review of “Songs you can’t dance to” “Thoroughly enjoyed all the poems and short stories. Steven let me feel his pain and enjoy his humor! I found myself remembering when I was young and in love. Wonderful memories!” Thanks for such nice words!!! (to get to the book on Amazon click the link.Continue reading “Another nice review of “Songs you can’t dance to””

10 second love story: “Tie-dyed tomorrow”

Deep in a well called yesterday your love letters to me water damaged and smelling like the year before last are attached with twigs to the mossy stone wall attempting to dry while the damp fairy tale’s blue ink separates on the pages surrounding me with a tie-dyed tomorrow absent of us for now SoContinue reading “10 second love story: “Tie-dyed tomorrow””

Video presentation of “Bryant Park 4/10/09”

“Bryant Park 4/10/09” from the book of poetry and short fiction by Steven Harz titled “Songs you can’t dance to” – available at Amazon and Barnes & Noble by searching ‘steven harz’

Another advance review for “Songs you can’t dance to”

Steven Harz really makes you stop and think about the ones you love and to let them know now before its too late. I loved reading this book. I couldn’t put it down until I was done. Now I want to reread it! I look forward to any future writings from Steve. -L. Mooney

Advanced review of my eBook “Songs you can’t dance to”

“Harz captures the exhilaration, pain and frustration of love all the while making you strive to find the perfect balance. The feel good ones like “Red”, “Context”, “Order”, “Written History” and of course, “Songs You Can’t Dance to” bring an urge to find the one we love and let them know NOW! While others suchContinue reading “Advanced review of my eBook “Songs you can’t dance to””

Backroad Love Story: “Charting a path”

Each night I press my ear to your empty pillow as if it were a seashell, conch or nautilus and while your voice used to echo each night that we were forever and anchored and true your pillow now only provides me with the deafening silence of distant waves from a now vacant shore whereContinue reading “Backroad Love Story: “Charting a path””

Poem: “Seated at the right hand”

When you finally gained the strength or courage to roll back the stone that had kept me dead to you for three days or years (I’m not sure) I was missing or hiding from our love and the bandages that covered my emotional wounds were not folded neatly because they were still draped from myContinue reading “Poem: “Seated at the right hand””

Poem: “Franklin’s kite”

Like I suppose Columbus held while he sailed the ocean blue, I try to rediscover you with a brass compass. Like I’ve seen Gandhi wear, while nonviolently battling the Brits, I battle old photos through clear round gold frames. Like I learned da Vinci designed, in between the helicopter and scuba gear, on my wallContinue reading “Poem: “Franklin’s kite””

Poem: “An umbrella for the bomb drop”

He had not served in the European theater like his grandfather who battled Hitler and loved his country (March 23, 1943) or in the swampy hell of Southeast Asia like his father who’d been diminished by protestors and volunteered to return (August 14, 1968) He did not commute to an elevator and a desk inContinue reading “Poem: “An umbrella for the bomb drop””

Poem: “Torturous”

He’d always been told (by who?) the pursuit is more gratifying than the capture or (more simplified) that getting is better than having and this (he found) was accurate because as difficult as it was (had been) to earn her attention keeping her affection was (at times) a clock’s tick away from torturous — copyrightContinue reading “Poem: “Torturous””

Flash fiction / “Blue”

Sky blue hardhat under his arm and gnarled hand holding a tin lunchbox he’d walk out the back door and into pre-dawn West Virginia. Still being small I really didn’t understand what he did between the time the old green Pontiac rolled up the driveway in the morning and when he walked through the sameContinue reading “Flash fiction / “Blue””

Poem: “My hands”

My hands are far from perfect but the way they fit into and in-between yours is perfect and my only wish is that rather than my hand in yours and the free one covering them that mine would be big enough to hold every part of you and all of us the way my heartContinue reading “Poem: “My hands””

Poem: “Hallowed ground”

To much of the world hallowed ground is a grotto under a church in oh little town. To others it’s a sacred monolith in Mecca or along the banks of the river Ganges. Some feel it’s the killing fields of Gettysburg or where their hearts are buried South Dakota. And others find hallowed two holesContinue reading “Poem: “Hallowed ground””